Things In A Teenage NFL Player's Closet

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Hi everyone! Welcome to Things in a Teenage NFL Player's Closet! I am open to constructive criticism so please share! I only claim Zyatt, his family, and any other OCs I make as my own. If I owned Patrick Mahomes he'd be hidden in my basement, away from injury. Thank you so much for reading!

Love, Liz

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Zyatt walked into his house, bag slung over his shoulder. He had just left one of the few summer workouts that hadn't been canceled because of COVID-19. His phone vibrated in his hands, one of his TikTok's he had made with a friend at camp blowing up.

The apartment was suspiciously quiet. His mom wasn't yelling at any of his siblings, his siblings weren't being obnoxiously loud for absolutely no reason, and the dog was outside, for some odd reason. It was annoyingly hot in Kansas City this summer, and he was not enjoying it.

"Zyatt! We're in here!" His mom called from around the corner, in the tiny space they called their dining room.

Zyatt walked around the corner, ending up face to face with his mom, who was smiling at him.

He was really confused now. "Hey, mama, what's going on..?" His voice trailed off as he peered around her, and ended up staring into the eyes of the Chiefs Chairman and CEO, Clark Hunt.

"Holy shit-" He cut himself off, staring in amazement at the man in front of him. GM Brett Veach and Head Coach Andy Ried sat at the other ends of the table. "You're Andy Ried. The greatest offensive mastermind ever!? The coach of Patrick freaking Mahomes is sitting at my table!?" He dropped his bag, running a hand through his curly hair.

"Ah, you must be Zyatt. We were just talking to your mother." Clark Hunt stood up, shaking Zyatt's hand. Zyatt just nodded, slightly in shock.

"Please, sit down, there's something we want to discuss with you," Brett Veach said, gesturing to a chair. "Your mother has already agreed, and there's plenty of paperwork to get signed, so let's just get straight to the point." He took a deep breath before leaning forward, palms face down on the table. "The NFL wants you. You're the most skilled player we have ever seen at the high school level, and you get better every day. We'd like you to come to play for the Kansas City Chiefs. We'd pay you the amount we'd pay a first-round wide receiver draft pick. You'll have state of the art training and medical care. You'd be able to learn from some of the NFL's flashiest stars like Tyrann Mathieu and Tyreek Hill."

Zyatt was about to scream. Was he dreaming? He totally was. Playing for the Kansas City Chiefs? Catching passes from Patrick Mahomes and learning from players he had adored and looked up to growing up. Hell fucking yeah.

Zyatt grinned. "Where do I sign?"

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Zyatt was lead by Greg Lewis towards the locker room. If it weren't for 2020, the team would be at Saint Joeseph's, but because of COVID, they were in Kansas City. The team had yet to announce to the media what they were doing, wanting Zyatt to meet the team and settle in first. The team didn't even know about Zyatt. Until now, that is.

"Boys, there's a new teammate I'd like you to meet." Greg stepped into the locker room, all attention immediately snapping to him. "Everyone, this is Zyatt King, the sophomore pride and joy of the Kansas City Hornets, and y'all's newest teammate. Be gentle with him, he's only a kid. Have fun." Lewis walked straight back out, ditching Zyatt as the locker room immediately launched into chaos.

"Hold the fuck up, we have a whole child joining this team!?" Tyreek yelled, brushing past Zyatt and chasing after the coach.

"Everyone!!!" Big Red stepped into the locker room, calling it into silence. "I was hoping Coach Lewis would introduce Zyatt a bit gentler, but I guess quick and painless will have to do. Boys, this is the best high school player in the entire country. He's better than most college players. He's in the league to bring some more young people to love the sport. I know it seems odd, but he will be your teammate for the entire season. You will respect him, and, hopefully, grow to love him like a little brother. Zyatt, your locker's in that corner. Everyone, you all can introduce yourselves after he's settled in a little."

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Zyatt set his cleats into his locker, before digging through his bag for his gloves. He was nervous as hell and jumped when someone set a hand on his shoulder. He whipped around, looking up into the eyes of Sammy Watkins. "Hey kid, I'm Sammy. Just wanted to be the first to meet you. You play wide receiver, right?"

Zyatt nodded, looking down. "Yeah, and some safety and cornerback. Coach said he'll move me around some," He said awkwardly, fiddling with his own fingers. This was more terrifying than he thought it would be.

"Well, you're gonna want to meet some of the rookies next. Don't let Frank or Tyrann scare you off. I suggest making friends with Mecole, Byron, Jody, Justice, Andre, Maurice, and Kalija. Become friends with the young wide receivers. They'll be your best friends." Sammy then turned and walked right back off, disappearing as quickly as he appeared.

Zyatt finished sorting his locker and went off to go find someone who worked for the medical staff. They wanted to get a health check-up and get his measurements. Mecole Hardman stepped to his side and began walking with him. "So, you're Zyatt?"

Zyatt nodded. "Yeah, it's nice to meet you."

"I googled you, me and a few of the wide receivers watched your highlights. You be mossin' everyone boy!" Mecole slapped palms with the kid. "I'm sure they'll be announcing you soon. You're boutta be the NFL's biggest story."

Zyatt shrugged, smiling modestly underneath his mask. "I'm just excited to be here. Hoping I can make a good enough impression that if it doesn't work out I can go somewhere like Alabama or Clemson."

"Zyatt?" Lucas Thompson, one of the team's physicians, poked his head out a door. "Great, you're here! We need your updated measurements, a health check, you have asthma right- Mecole quit snooping and get to practice." He waved Mecole off. "Basically, we're gonna be poking and prodding you for a while. We're very excited to have you here, being in the NFL's effect on someone's health who's so young will be very interesting to study."

Well, this sure would be interesting.